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Sunday, January 08, 2012
Sunday, January 8, 2012

Day #9639 of my life

I decided to sit by the window to write today, the stars fascinated me but I wanted the night to be bright ,so bright that it erases most of the stars..but it was darker ,way darker than the previous one, yet fulfilling my wish of erasing the stars….it was the last hour of the day…I was stunned ,unable to believe what I had just heard… its another weekend and he will turn up late…late or may be not turn only.

I am sitting here all alone, trembling and trying hard to stop that drop at the corner of my eye from rolling down my cheeks, with my phone in my hand wishing with each vibration that its him.

I wanted to talk as always…listen, say, discuss……

The blood in my veins freezed… as I thought that soon he would call and his distinctive voice would just banish my blues away… whenever the wind blew I could hear him whispering in my ear….dreamer yes I am..

I was hardly able to keep my eyes open but I waited…waited and continued….

At six in the morning I woke up shivering… the reason was temperature..

Winters are chilly in north,I had slept where I was writing (near the window)

My phone had beeped around 2:13am

he-‘baby’

me-‘Hhhmmm’

he‘Do u luv me’

me-‘Yes’

he-‘Dats it’

me-‘Wat else I could have said’

U shudve said..i luv u baby…baby is d word…

No replyL

How long will I hav to wait..plz be true..i don’t wanna hear..only gudnyt..or u gng off to sleep in between

These were few messages which we shared after which he called me …all I remember is that he called me and said that we can talk as he is little free right now…that did not please me..i did not waited for this..until morning..anyways we din’t talk much.. and I said I don’t want it to turn worse and he kept down..after which he called up again spoke to me for a while…and said would call me later…

I slept..dont know what was the time by then…..

Waiting is painful.forgetting is painful, but not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering-pauloCoelho
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p.s: How often we take the people around us for granted especially those closest to us.

Still My love for him is endless. I feel it that ways.i don’t know how confident he is of my love .but I know my love is great and great love requires great sacrifice.